White She Devil Novels & Stories

" I asked. She smiled coldly. "I'm different from you. I love him, and I'd do anything for him." "There's nothing worse than someone who's both foolish and evil," I stated, not an emotion on my face. I had originally thought May was the spy's accomplice, but she had simply just been left widowed and lonely after my brother's death, and was targeted by the impostor's deliberate visits and displays of concern. She became willing to do anything for him, and had even changed her appearance to help him achieve his goals.

As he watched over the white werewolf curiously wandering around the woods, he could not help but cross his arms and compare her to the girl in their first interaction. From an angel, now to a creature closer to the devil than the angels. Her halo’s now cracked, her white wings stained by blood. She gets more and more evil the more she’s attacked.

who emerged from the Hell Isles half a year ago. The Hell Isles was notorious for its brutal selection process, where few survived. But this cohort was special—everyone was killed by a single person, a woman. Rumors said those she killed met gruesome ends, earning her the name "She-Devil." After the trials, numerous organizations fought for her, and Black Wolf Guild won her with a high price. She didn't disappoint, achieving amazing results in six months and becoming an S-class assassin. "What do you want?" Golden Shark gasped.

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

The she-devil stealing my hair tie to get at my perfect chocolate mane is a long-standing battle that will never end. Worse, there are enough degrees of separation between us in lineage that it’s more expected than shock factor if we tie the knot. Getting skewered after wrapping my life and my wrist to someone is not on my endless to-do list. Not even on the backup to the backup of alternatives that exist. She’s not a woman. She’s a she-devil in panther demon skin. Gross. Even the concept, for diplomacy's sake, is too much.

“It’s petty, but this person could be of use to us. Have you heard the story of the White Wolf?” “No.” Hemlock groaned and shook his head at me. I felt like I shouldn’t have said anything while he looked at me like I was stupid. “The White Wolf is a bitch called Sylvia, who looks like a dog; just like you. Her fur is pure white, so you can’t miss her, but she is very fast. We tried to capture her in the past a few years back with another Soul Stealer, but she found out our plan and ripped his head off. She has two children, Ringo and Orlando; you can try to get to her through them if you can. Her brother, Xaivier, is always around; killing him first before making a move would be wise.”

He said in a cold, angry and stern voice. "Yes, master." She said in a low voice. "Now get out of my house you bitch." She stood up holding her head down in submission bowed in front of him and left through the huge dark double doors. The dark man sitting in the shadows was the example of the devil's right hand in the face of the earth. He was not the devil himself but she felt, knew and believed wholeheartedly that he was the devil himself. He was the devil lingering over her shoulders making her do everything he wanted and she hated. He was the devil accomplishing everything he wants through her. She doesn't get rewarded nor she gets praised by him if she does something right, he always fi

“Alpha Devon., if you want her, you can have her. The judge said. My heart pounded against my chest, my hands were trembling as tears streamed down my face as I expected the worst. “Scarlet White, you have been sold as a slave to Alpha Devon of the Bloodmoon pack!

The Glambour forest, also known as the Devil's vale was situated in the western part of Patasia continent with mysterious supernatural secrets. lt was the earlier meeting place of different nations but now everyone was scared to cross that place due to it's dark secrets. History saying that hosts, sightings of the reaper, wolf packs gathering, vampire hideaways–all present in this forest at one time. Popular rumour about the forest was the paranormal activities of the non human creatures of there. Once approximately in early twentieth century, a pregnant lady and her husband were trapped in this mysterious forest because of the broke off of their black classic british sports car.

, she greeted. "It's nice meeting you too Melissa. I'm Eleanor", I greeted back. "I'll take you to your hotel Eleanor", she smiled. "Sure...let's wait till my friends join us", I looked back at our room. Our room. It feels nice right. Suddenly the door opened and the devil came fast towards me. No..no.. "You played really unfair my girlfriend", he smirked. "I'm not the type to play by rules my boyfriend", really Eleanor do you want to die. My inner voice shouted.